Lo, thro' her works gay nature grieves How brief she is and frail, As ever o'er the falling leaves Autumnal winds prevail. Yet still the philosophic mind Consolatory food can find, And hope her anchorage maintain: We never are deserted quite; 'Tis by succession of delight That love supports his reign.
1764 Ode to the Earl of Northumberland, with Some Other Pieces, 'On a Bed of Guernsey Lilies: written in September1763', stanza 2.
Beauteous the fleet before the gale; Beauteous the multitudes in mail, Rank'd arms and crested heads: Beauteous the garden's umbrage mild, Walk, water, meditated wild, And all the bloomy beds.Christopher Smart
Too hard for any frog's digestion, To have his froghood call'd in question!Christopher Smart
Thus when a barber and collier fight, The barber beats the luckless collier white; The dusty collier heaves his ponderous sack, And, big with vengeance, beats the barber black. In comes the brick-dust man. with grime o'erspread, And beats the collier and the barber red; Black, red, and white, in various clouds are toss'd, And in the dust they raise the combatants are lost.Christopher Smart
For I will consider my cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God dulyand daily serving him. For at the first glance of the glory of God in the East he worships in his way.Christopher Smart
For seasons change, And order, truth, and beauty range, Adjust, attract, and fill: The grass the polyanthus cheques; And polished porphyry reflects, By the descending rill.Christopher Smart
Strong is the lionlike a coal His eye-balllike a bastion's mole His chest against the foes: Strong, the gier-eagle on his sail, Strong against tide, th'enormous whale Emerges as he goes.Christopher Smart
Glorious the northern lights astream; Glorious the song, when God's the theme; Glorious the thunder's roar: Glorious hosanna from the den; Glorious the catholic amen; Glorious the martyr's gore.Christopher Smart
Too hard for any frog's digestion,To have his froghood call'd in question!Christopher Smart
For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry.For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving him.Christopher Smart
Night with all her negro train,Took possession of the plain;In an hearse she rode reclin'd.Drawn by screech-owls slow and blind:Close to her, with printless feet,Crept Stillness in a winding sheet.Christopher Smart
Night, with all her negro train, Took possession of the plain; In an hearse she rode reclined, Drawn by screech-owls slow and blind: Close to her, with printless feet, Crept Stillness, in a winding sheet.Christopher Smart